the ultimate source of strength

the ultimate source of strength lies from within where our deepest virtues are preserved, our essence presided, our purity kept, our true heart crying out loud in those moments of desperation and perseverance. oh the beholder of time, the observer from nirvana, my eyes were awoken even for a brief moment all to temporarily see life for what it is because of your grace. I give thanks to you and shall hold this knowledge dearly, away from any spoiling or adulteration. one has to constantly live with strength, otherwise, the spirit of strength. strength shall carry us on, even when all of men, and perhaps even including our own weak and fickle soul, have given up on us. strength shall push our body forward, even as shame, guilt, and misguidance have enclosed the extending horizon that was originally offered to us. strength shall push us through the piles of bodies of fallen men, and the deepest knowledge shall open up our heart, and overcome our undoings with determination for a goal that is larger than all of our failings combined. strength will not lend any compassion, or hesitation to the slightest of our fears. we will push through even as our shoulders be burdened, be burdened, and continue to be burdened because of all the unchanging, seemingly natural flaws of our reality. will we smile as we clear the ground, and overcome our enemies, or will we move hesitantly, regretfully, with our eyes dull full of weakness and uncertainty. will we smile as we progress towards that highest place of victory and peace. will we feel contented, and peaceful, knowing our long journey is sailing towards the final destination.